Oct 16, 2006
Took a stroll on St. Mark's place in the east village of manhattan and saw this sign outside of a haircutting place. There were many shots of guys with weird haircuts. I chose a few to draw. The owner came out and asked if I would make him a print. I replied, of course I will. Hope it hangs in the joint. He was russian. I showed him some of my other drawings from around the world. He wanted to know if I'd been to russia. I said, not yet. He said I should go to Brighton Beach in Coney Island. He said it was basically like being in russia. I told him I knew all about it. Twenty years ago St. Mark's had many hair cutting shops. Now there is only one.